Lisa Fitzgibbon - The Leaving Song lyrics

The leaves on the trees are turning a funny golden brown I know I let you down The sound of the air returning a gentle soft whisper I wonder where you are I'm following in the footsteps you gave me And I'm wondering what to do The summer is now disappearing And sadly, so are you I try to pretend that it's only the seasons going around Again I play the clown The sound of a storm slowly brewing reminding me of you Again I play the fool Then suddenly the sky opens up And up above me the grey turns to blue The summer is now disappearing And sadly, so are you